Chapter 92: The Path of the Crimson Scale (Conclusion)

Chapter 92: The Path of the Crimson Scale (Conclusion)

[You have completed the advancement quest [The Path of the Crimson Scale]]

[You have advanced to the Ember Nest faction's warrior subclass [Crimson Scaled Conqueror]! When the dragon's roar comes from afar, the Crimson Scaled Conquerors will ride massive and ferocious draconic creatures, descending from the sky to bring endless flames and utter destruction to their enemies.]

[You have obtained the traits: [Born to Ride][Dragon Roar Charge]]

Mantou slowly opened his eyes, feeling that his body had become much stronger, and his senses like vision and hearing had become sharper.

"I am so damn strong—"

Mantou looked down at his own hands covered in scales and with sharp claws, and sighed to himself.

When he looked to his side, he saw a "dragon man" who looked quite familiar. Although his head had completely transformed into a dragon's shape, you could still see some traces of his former self from his brows and eyes.

"Singo, you're kind of ugly like this."

Singo was shaking and stretching his new body, adapting to the changes, and said disdainfully, "You're no better than me."

He paused, slightly raising his brow ridges with keratinous protrusions.

"Besides, I suggest you look at your attribute panel; you might be pleasantly surprised."

Mantou retorted discontentedly, "Even in dragon form, it can't hide my soul-deep handsomeness."

Despite saying that, he obediently opened his own panel.

[I Go Eat Mantou]

Strength—14

Dexterity—12

Constitution—13

Intelligence—12

Wisdom—10

Charisma—11

Initially, he was smug seeing those greatly increased stats, until he noticed the Charisma column.

"I've turned into this ugly thing, how did my Charisma increase!"

Mantou let out a heartfelt wail.

He really didn't expect that this ugly, scale-covered dragon face was rated by the system as having higher Charisma than his originally handsome and charming face. He couldn't accept it!

Singo glanced at him gloatingly, then explained, "Actually, Charisma doesn't just refer to looks. Otherwise, do you think those sorcerers cast spells just based on their faces?"

"According to the information summarized in our strategy group, this attribute is more akin to qualities like aura or influence. Those with the highest Charisma can even distort reality with their will alone."

Mantou breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was because of my..."

But before he finished, Singo mercilessly added, "But at the ordinary person stage, in the system scan, looks probably account for a large proportion."

Mantou: "..."

Then he dealt Mantou another blow, "By the way, my initial Charisma is 12, Autumn Rain 's is 14, even Battle Maniac has 11. Don't tell me you didn't reach 10?"

"No way, no way."

Mantou just wanted to calm down and didn't want to continue this topic.

"Noodle, even though you can't speak, at least you won't insult me."

He stroked Noodle's neck, his expression sorrowful, hoping to find some comfort.

Since completing the ritual, Mantou had unlocked the trait [Born to Ride], and he felt a deep connection with this wyvern. Noodle also felt a bloodline closeness from this once annoying human; the relationship between man and dragon became much more intimate.

The wyvern had grown to nearly five meters in size. Although its neck was still slender like a noodle, its muscles had become much more robust, and its body was covered with hard crimson scales. It could even breathe fire from its mouth, looking just like a small red dragon.

"Tsk tsk, so cool. This is way more stylish than any Ferrari or Lamborghini."

Mantou felt the texture of the scales and clicked his tongue in wonder.

Noodle was also exhilarated by its newly acquired power, couldn't help but sway its thick, massive tail, and even spat out a mouthful of fire.

"Boom!"

It seemed it couldn't control this power very well yet.

Mantou's dragon face was blackened by the burn. Although, due to the red dragon bloodline, he wouldn't be harmed by this bit of fire, it still rendered him speechless.

Noodle slightly retracted its neck, lowered its head, and looked at Mantou innocently.

Mantou: "..."

Singo couldn't help but say, "Don't waste time here; Autumn Rain and Battle Maniac are waiting for us to meet up."

Before he finished speaking, Singo skillfully and effortlessly mounted his wyvern, flapped its wings, and flew, his movements in perfect harmony, like close comrades who had been training together for years.

"Got it, got it."

Mantou also mounted his wyvern, following closely behind.

Excited roars echoed in the sky, the two wyvern riders heading toward Baator City one after another.

Baator City, central square.

Two wyverns were circling in the sky, slowly descending.

"Wow, look over there!"

"Isn't that just two wyverns? Those things that come here to patrol, what's so surprising?"

"You must be a newbie; I've even seen big wyverns ten meters long."

"No, look at their backs."

"Are those... people?"

The two wyverns circled a few times, letting out screeches, descended to about seven or eight meters above the ground, and then landed heavily in the open space of the square, causing dust to fly.

Mantou and Singo deliberately struck cool poses—one wyvern raised its head and roared to the sky, the other spread its wings and roared forward. Then they smugly dismounted.

"They even have player nicknames!"

"Wow! It's Mantou and Singo! They succeeded in advancing! Crimson Scaled Conquerors!"

"How did they turn into little dragon people?"

"So cool!"

"Damn, seeing them succeed feels worse than seeing myself fail."

Summer Night Autumn Rain and Born Battle Maniac had been waiting for a long time and quickly came forward to greet and congratulate them.

Born Battle Maniac chuckled, "You guys are really flashy."

He had used contributions to buy the Half-Dragon Blessing, and like the two, had transformed into a half-dragon form. Although his head was now covered with scales, it still looked smooth, but when he touched his bald head, he could easily scratch himself with his claws.

Summer Night Autumn Rain said with lingering fear, "Good thing I didn't choose Half-Dragon Transformation, or I'd have turned as ugly as you guys."

Summer Night Autumn Rain was quite satisfied with her changes. She had advanced to the Draconic Bloodline Sorcerer subclass, gaining the magical power of the red dragon. Therefore, only faint traces of dragon scales appeared on the sides of her cheeks, a pair of delicate little horns grew on her forehead, her pupils became golden vertical slits, and her delicate facial features didn't change much. These changes instead added a bit of nobility to her aura.

Singo said seriously, "Everyone, let's tally up our gains. I'll go back and work on the strategy guide, Mantou will make the video."

The remaining three nodded, "Okay."

That night, a strategy post titled"How to Become a Qualified Dragon Knight? "sparked heated discussions on the player forum.

It specifically mentioned that buying Singo's special "Wyvern Lasso" and "Calming Hormones" was the key to success, although the price was a bit expensive.

The second episode of"Erezaghe Journal"was also successfully released.

Fans couldn't wait to click in, and what came into view was a ferocious dragon face.

"First!"

"The missing person returns."

"What is this thing? A monster?"

The dragon face opened its mouth, and the familiar, cheeky voice that fans knew said, "Welcome everyone to the second episode of the Erezaghe Journal, I'm Mantou."

"Wow, it's Mantou!"

"How did he turn into a dragon man? There's a beauty of strength in this."

"Mantou got more handsome!"